(This one is gonna be a little short, guys. It keeps deleting.)You panic. The wolf found a way in. The dirt house collapses. You are now in the open. You run as fast as you possibly can. But you feel a sharp pain in your leg. You fall. The last thing you hear is heavy evil laughter.

You respawn on the hill. "God dangit wolfs...." You say quietly to yourself, so the monsters or the wolfs dont get you. You notice a forest nearby. You run to there so its harder for the baddies to find you. When you get there, your minecraftian instinct kicks in. You start punching trees so you can make your tools, a sword, and most importantly, a shelter made out of something other then dirt.

After you make all your things important to survival in an evil wolf apocalypse, the sun starts coming up. You see the zombies and the skeletons burning, The spiders become peaceful, and the wolfs getting a better look at the creepers, and the wolfs attacking them out of fear. "Ahhhh...."You say to yourself....Then the wolfs come after you.